Mythical Short Stories - 방탄손연단 PART 3

《> Yoongi <》

《=|Rebellion|=|NamGi|=》
《=|Vampire|=》

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Vampires used to be a proud race. They still are. Humans overpowered them, however, with their bigger numbers and weapons once they parted from humanity.

Vampires were punished well, even now after thousands of years.

A young vampire, Yoongi, has lived for a while. But he's seemingly still a child in the eyes of vampires.

Two hundred years old.

The exact age where you get sold to become the perfect servant for humans.

Yoongi has always been fascinated by humans. How could their kinds look so similar to them? Theirs held more differences and choices than them, but he didn't mind.

In these places called VSold Cemeteries, vampires got the strength they needed to look presentable for humans.

Yoongi was excited. He drank just a bit more blood than allowed to make his ruby eyes stand out, he brushed his fangs in every position until they shone, he made sure to dress well and wash himself clean, even though they never gave off a scent.

Yoongi looked human, minus the fangs, red eyes, and slightly pointed ears.

Even though Yoongi was excited to be chosen by a human to serve, his race could be described as the most dangerous to hold.

Although classical, red eyes were a sign of insanity. Not truly insane, but they're rabid. They're sinister and obsessive.

Their senses are much sharper than normal vampires of other races, their desires must be stilled within hours of them appearing.

Vampires like Yoongi were hated for their unpredictable behavior, but loved for their loyalty.

He himself was a little evil. He doesn't care for other vampires. He cares about who he's going to call his master.

His hands are cuffed with strong metal wristbands, his eyes growing wide with excitement at all of the humans.

They're here for them. For him.

Yoongi growls at every vampire who gets sold before him. Presented and taken.

Most vampires are those with pink eyes or yellow ones. The safe ones.

But when Yoongi is called and guided to the stage, his heart can't stop pounding.

Across the sea of humans he can smell all of them. He stands straight, throwing a lock of hair from his eyes so people can clearly see him.

Some gasp at the sight of him. Others stay quiet. Others immediately raise their hand and name a price without hearing the starting bet.

The man starting it?

A young man in a suit. He doesn't look confident at all. Not about his buy. Not about himself.

The man has neatly styled chestnut hair, deep brown eyes shakily staring into those of the vampire's.

The man had shakily started with the offer of two thousand dollars. Dollars. Not won.

Most gasped at this, but one other from the crowd raised her hand and did an even higher bid.

Yoongi's smile only grew.

That is until one man, an elder man, makes a bid.

"Six hundred thousand dollars."